Burn The Witch, And She’ll Rise Again More Powerful Than Ever

You can set as many women on fire as you want, but in the end you’ll lose, because the more that we burn, the more our power is released into the universe, and the more our daughters learn to harness that power so that they can fight back for those of us who didn’t make it.

It’s incredibly easy to get into the mindset of believing that we do not deserve to be happy because other people tell us that we don’t deserve to be happy. When enough people tell you that you deserve to die, when enough people tell lies about you, when enough people tell you that they want you to die, you start to believe that that’s what you deserve.

But what they often do NOT tell you, is that just because someone WANTS you to die or suffer, that doesn’t mean that they have earned the right to have their wish come true.

I wish those of you who will try and fight me on who I am as a person, the absolute best of luck. You will not succeed.

I have too much invested in the idea of being who “I” want to be, without having to ask permission, to give up on myself just because you say that I should.

I am not who I am because you gave me orders, or told me what to do, I am who I am, because I am here to avenge my mothers and sisters that your ancestors killed, in an effort to make sure that I would never exist.

If You Give Her An Inch, She’ll Take Ten Miles, So Stomp That Fire Out Before It’s Too Late.

When you burn a witch, rather than destroying all that she could be, what you are doing is setting her free, so that she can become an even grreater nightmare than she would have been if you’d left her the fuck alone.

The night that I was gang-raped could have gone comletely differently. Let me present a scnario for you:

Instead of being hit over the head and drugged, beaten, tortured and raped, I could have had a few drinks, had some laughs, maybe had sex with someone, and moved on to the rest of my life, thinking of it as nothing more than a party I went to once.

Now, however, because that did NOT happen, I am the Loud Mouth Brown Girl, I am the consequence of your actions, of your decisions, and you think I am going to be afraid of you? Those that try to destroy you will ALWAYS show their hand, and once they do, you can use that as a weapon to fight back against them.

It’s not just about focusing on your own life, it’s not just about ignoring all the horrible shit that people do to each other, it’s about recognizing that your scars make you both beautiful and powerful.

No one would ever look at a registered Soldier and tell them that their scars, or their wheelchair bound legs, or their plastic legs or arms, are ugly. No one would dare look at a certified soldier and tell them that their journey isn’t important, because “They” sacrificed their lives so that we could be safe, right?

1983: Rape laws are modified in order to include sexual aggression and to make illegal the rape of a wife by her husband.

That was 38 years ago, and I know this, because I was born in 1983, which means that even before I was born, the entire world was preparing to create a world that “I” would be born into so that “I” could be the Loud Mouth Brown Girl.

I grew up in a world filled with men who were once children, who became gangsters in an effort to survive their own tumultuous experiences, and in their journey, they did things that many of them regret, but regretting the fact that they almost killed me doesn’t change the fact that it happened, and that it wasn’t worth the end result.

I am proud of the Loud Mouth Brown Girl brand, I am proud that I get to represent all the Brown Girls around the world who want to be loud, and gay, and weird, beautiful and strange. I am proud that I have joined a coven of amazing beautiful talented successful, journeymen, soldiers, actors, politicians, friends, and family members, who want to change the world.

My HEART was born in a STAR in the CNTER of the UNIVERSE. Of Course You Can’t Understand How I Did It. YOU have never BEEN Where I have, and You Never Will Be.

But I am irritated at the things that I had to go through to get here. I am done asking people to be nice to me, I am finished trying to impress people with my brilliance, I am focused solely on impressing MYSELF with my own brilliance.

What if how we get where we are supposed to be, is supposed to be different? What if that just means that it’s because each of us have different missions we have to accomplish before we can meet again in the future?

“We don’t all have to be the same, we don’t all have to do things the same way. Amy Lee said it best: Don’t dress like me, dress like yourself. I don’t want you to be me, and I don’t want to be yourself. I want YOU to be YOUR self and ME to be MY self.”

Think about all the people who came before you, and ask yourself how you can honor their journeys, and their sacrifices, in a way that makes you happy, and helps the world turn just a little bit easier.

The blue sapphire is created as a result of titanium being present within the corundum rock. Corundum is found in igneous rocks. The purest sapphires are formed during the transformation of igneous rocks. The more slowly the magma cools, the larger the sapphires will be.

Lots of people talk about wanting to be Queens, or wanting to be like Diamonds, but in a world filled with Queens made out of Diamond, I want to be a Goddess made out of Sapphire. I know that may sound strange being that my zodiac element is fire, but that’s because I know how much damage that fire can cause.

I also know what fire can create.

The hottest fires are from oxyacetylene torches (about 3000 degrees Centigrade) that combine oxygen and gas to create pinpoint blue flames. Color also tells us about the temperature of a candle flame. The inner core of the candle flame is light blue, with a temperature of around 1800 K (1500 °C).

When those around you tell you that they hate the colors you choose to use, or that they don’t like what you’ve created, smile, nod, and know that you are on exactly the right path. It doesn’t matter if what you have created inspires others, it only matters that YOU were able to find a way to convey the world that YOU live in, outside the world that other people are comfortable acccepting.

When I was at Saint Johns Fine Art School in Calgary, everyone around me wanted to be in Hollywood in some capacity, but very few of them ever did accomplish the dreams they had in sixth grade, and I can only imagine that is because as they aged, as they grew, as they became more comfortable with their own selves, their truth, their understanding of the world, and the person they wanted to be, evolved into someone or something different than the people that we used to be.

That isn’t to say that they will never make it to Hollywood, or that their dreams won’t come true, it just means that their destiny’s changed as they evolved, and appreciating that fact means smiling when people try to burn you.

In order to start believing that you deserve to be here, you have to accept that the majick that made you who you are, will never make another human being like you ever again as long as the universe and this dimension exists.

That means that this universe NEEDS you, which means that it’s time to start thinking about what YOU can do, that no one else in the entire world can do, to make this world a better place.

The first rule of majick is that you’re not allowed to cause harm to others, in an effort to make your dreams come true. So as long as you are following that rule, as long as you are putting forth an effort to be the best kindest, most honorable version of yourself, how bad can it e?

And fuck this nonsense about being humble, humble people are fucking miserable.

If You Are Fire you can not be burned, if you are water you cannot be drowned, if you are earth you can not be buried, if you are air you cannot be blown away.

The reason that they are miserable is because they are tired of pretending to be less than they are to make other people happy.

The other day I posted these photos to Instagram My hairy, scarred, legs and foot, because I was tired of listening to the voice that kept telling me that I should be ashamed of the fact that I don’t shave. If I am taking the time to shave for you it’s because you matter, if I am choosing not to shave, it’s because I have other things that I would rather e doing. I’ve literally had people trying to kill me, I’ve literally had people try to murder me, and yet I am still here I won I survived. And now I get to take what I’ve learned and create a brand new future for myself where no one and nothing gets to tell me who to be. That’s the present, that’s the prize

Almost immediately after I posted it, someone left me a comment saying thank you, and that felt like a huge fucking win. They said they loved me, ME, the person who spent a lifetime being neglected, abused traumatized, and tortured by people who thought that being cruel to me, was the best way to create a legacy that they could claim.

The same people that tried to destroy me, are the same people who are saying “she is who she is, because I did these horrible things to her.” Naw, you are where you are because you survived all that negative horrible shit like the Goddess you were born to be. Congratulations on making it this far, now let’s keep going.

Sending all my love,

Devon J Hall


Author: Devon J Hall

Devon J Hall is a thirty-eight-year-old Writer and Author from Surrey, British Columbia by way of Calgary Alberta. She lives with three cats, one mother, and is addicted to coffee, cigarettes, and weed, not necessarily in that order.

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